Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. His dark red hair is knotted and matted. His white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Shepherd. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Darrak's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He bought a nunchaku and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He likes to wear tan tank tops with white pants. His scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp. Amethyst (120 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time, and he perpetually has his shield ready. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 160 gp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Jet (150 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Through the years after Oloric was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Oloric's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 30 gp.